Jungkook looked again and again to his phone, waiting for something, or more like someone's text
"Was his friend not important for him?" He said to no one angryly as clenched his jaw
He placed his elbow on nook bar and massaged his temple
"It's better that I cancel the plan if he was not even going to come" he mumbled stressfully
He doesn't want to continue the plan if they are not going to be complete.
Kai and Hobi even insisted him to continue it even though they were incomplete, but he didn't want that
Jimin was not present, and its frustrating
He doesn't know why he was feeling restless because of the absence of Jimin. But it's so disappointing that Jimin couldn't make it.
So the only came up in his mind was to cancel the plan and hold it tomorrow.
Jimin could make that day, right? He would come?
Fuck, he wants to see his friend.
Friend without 's', yes.
With a tired sighed, he grabbed again the can beer and drunk the remaining beer.
"Why I am feeling like this?" He mumbled to himself
"Fuck!" He clenched the can and sat up from the chair. "I need to sleep this" he said.
But when he was going to his room, he heard the doorbell dinged.
"Who was that?" He asked himself. "Really? In the middle of the night?" He said stressfully." But proceeded to open the fornt door and goes to gate.
He didn't even know that it's the medicine of his being restless
"Fucking irritating!" the man cursed, his voice growing louder as he approached the gate.
~~~
Once the gate got open, Jimin's heart raced, and his mouth went dry as he realized he was come face to face with someone who was only wearing boxer shorts, with no top to hide his broad chest, wide shoulders, defined abs, and... that V-line.
"Jimin?" Jungkook's voice cut through the air, filled with shock at the unexpected sight of Jimin standing outside their gate in formal attire. Why did he always manage to look hot and cute without even trying? His hair look-wait, is he wearing make up? The fuck, he looked more beautifu- and why the fuck was Jungkook's mind suddenly going in that direction? It's not like he has a crush on Jimin? No, that couldn't be it, right? Maybe he was just amazed at how Jimin looked handsome everyday.
Yeah, that could be the reason. There's no deep feelings included.
Jimin immediately cleared his thoughts, mentally slapping himself for checking Jungkook out. What was he thinking? And he was more thankful because Jungkook didn't notice how he was looking at him.
"Y-yeah?" Jimin managed to respond, his voice coming out in a dry whisper as a blush spread across his cheeks.
"I'm asking what are you doing here?" Jungkook inquired, his voice filled with concern as he noticed Jimin's disheveled appearance and formal attire, his face was red, he was probably drunk, but he didn't smell. He couldn't help but wonder why Jimin was standing outside their gate at this late hour.
Jimin shifted uncomfortably under Jungkook's gaze, feeling a mix of embarrassment and nervousness. "Well, I wanted to be with you guys," he replied, his voice wavering slightly. He tried to put on a brave face
Jungkook furrowed his brows, his worry growing. "They didn't message you?" he asked, his voice tinged with confusion. He had assumed that everyone was aware of the change in plans.
Jimin shook his head, a pout forming on his lips. "No, they didn't," he replied, his disappointment evident. He had been looking forward to spending time with his friends and celebrating the end of their exams.
A flicker of guilt crossed Jungkook's face as he realized the miscommunication. "I'm sorry, Jimin. Our celebration got postponed. They decided to hold it tomorrow so that everyone could join," he explained, hoping to alleviate Jimin's disappointment.
Jimin nodded understandingly, but a thought crossed his mind. "So, they're not here right now?" he asked, a glimmer of hope in his voice. Maybe some of his friends had arrived early.
Jungkook shook his head, his expression apologetic. "No, no one is here," he confirmed as he crossed his arms over hus naked chest. He couldn't help but feel guilty for the mix-up.
Fucking hot-
Jimin looked down at his feet, biting his inner cheek. Why did he suddenly become shy around Jungkook? It's just Jungkook! He was just a best friend, Min. He mentally scolds himself
Jimin's smile faltered for a moment, but he quickly recovered, trying to hide his disappointment. Then he looked at Jungkook. "Oh, I see. In that case, I should probably go home now," he said, his voice tinged with sadness. He didn't want to intrude on Jungkook's family or impose on them.
Jungkook's eyes widened in surprise, and he reached out to grab Jimin's wrist gently, preventing him from leaving. "Wait, Jimin. It's already late. You should stay," he said quietly, his voice filled with concern. He couldn't bear the thought of Jimin going home alone at this hour.
Jimin's heart skipped a beat at Jungkook's words, feeling a mix of warmth and confusion. He looked into Jungkook's eyes, searching for any signs of insincerity, but all he found was genuine concern. And wait, what was he smelling? Beer?
Was Jungkook drunk? He looked tipsy though
"But... are you sure?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. He couldn't help but feel his cheeks heating up at the close proximity between them, and it's a bit uncomfortable.
Jungkook took a step closer to Jimin, his gaze unwavering. "I'm sure. It's not safe for you to go home alone," he said softly, his voice laced with determination. He couldn't bear the thought of anything happening to Jimin.
Jimin's heart swelled with gratitude, touched by Jungkook's concern. He knew he should insist on going home, but something about Jungkook's presence made him feel safe and cared for. "Okay," he finally relented, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Thank you, Jungkook."
Jungkook returned Jimin's smile, relieved that he had convinced him to stay. "It's no problem. Come on, let's go inside. There are mosquitoes out here," he said, gesturing for Jimin to follow him.
Once they were inside, Jungkook broke the silence, his eyes lingering on Jimin.
"You should change," he suggested, his voice filled with a hint of playfulness. He observed Jimin, who seemed to be captivated by the interior design of the house.
Jimin's eyes widened in awe as he took in every detail of the house. The monochromatic brown palette, the light brown walls, the contrasting light and dark furniture, and the cream-colored tiles all contributed to the elegant yet cozy atmosphere.
Jungkook couldn't help but be enchanted by Jimin's reaction. He found himself blurting out, "Cute," before he could even stop himself.
Jimin's head snapped towards Jungkook, his eyes wide with surprise. "Huh?" he asked, clearly caught off guard by the unexpected comment.
Jungkook quickly shook his head, mentally scolding himself for his slip-up. "I-I said, you should change," he corrected himself, hoping to divert Jimin's attention.
Jimin chuckled, breaking the momentary tension. "I didn't bring any clothes. I thought I could borrow from Hobi or Kai, but they're not here either," he explained, a playful glimmer in his eyes as he imagined how uncomfortable it must be to sleep in his formal attire.
Without hesitation, Jungkook offered, "You can borrow mine." It slipped out before he could even think, surprising himself with his own generosity.
Jimin looked at him with surprise, recalling Jungkook's confession during an open forum about his possessiveness towards his things or everything that he owns. But now, he seemed willing to lend his clothes without any hesitation. Perhaps he was just being kind, Jimin thought to himself, appreciating the gesture.
After a moment of silence, Jimin nodded gratefully, accepting Jungkook's offer. But something there's he noticed. "By the way, where's your parents?"
"They are on the vacation, so I'm just alone here"
Jimin just nodded his head. There's nothing to worry about even if they are alone here in the house right?
As they settled into the house, Jungkook asked, "Are you hungry?" He walked over to the kitchen and fetched a glass of water for Jimin, his actions thoughtful and caring.
Jimin smiled warmly, his gratitude evident. He nodded once again, accepting the glass of water with a thankful smile.
~~~
Jungkook busied himself with fixing his bed, changing the pillowcase, bed sheets, and bedding. He had prepared his bed for Jimin to sleep in as well. When asked why there wasn't another room available, Jungkook simply replied, "All the rooms are already occupied by my siblings and parents."
Once he heard the click of his bedroom door open and closed, Jungkook spoke, his back facing the door. "The bed is ready. You should sleep if you're feeling sleepy," he suggested, turning around to face Jimin.
But as he turned, he immediately regretted it. His heart raced, and he couldn't understand why he felt this way.
Jimin looked adorable in Jungkook's clothes, almost swallowed by the oversized fabric due to his smaller frame. Even clothes that weren't oversized on Jungkook appeared baggy on Jimin. His shorts, which were the perfect length for Jungkook, looked like bermuda shorts on Jimin.
Unaware of Jungkook's intense gaze, Jimin rubbed his eyes sleepily. "Is it okay now?" he asked, as he pointed to the bed, his voice filled with drowsiness.
"Y-yeah," Jungkook stammered, his eyes still fixed on Jimin's figure.
Jimin, with his sleepy eyes, glanced at Jungkook from head to toe. "Are you going to sleep like that? It's cold," he pointed out, a concern evident in his voice. Jungkook was only wearing a boxer!
"Y-yeah, I always sleep like this. I'm uncomfortable wearing a t-shirt in bed," Jungkook explained, his nervousness causing his words to come out in a rush.
Jimin simply nodded, too tired to argue. He lazily walked over to the other side of the bed and flopped down on his front, burying his face in the pillow. His cheek was slightly squished, and his lips formed a cute pout, making him look like an angel.
Jungkook nervously lay down on the bed, pulling the bedding to cover both himself and Jimin. After a moment, he turned to face the ceiling, his mind filled with a whirlwind of thoughts.
What the hell was happening right now? Just hours ago, he had been drowning in his frustrations in alcohol, and now he found himself in this unexpected situation with Jimin.
As they lay side by side in silence, the room filled with a comfortable yet charged atmosphere. Jungkook couldn't help but steal glances at Jimin, his heart pounding in his chest. He had never felt this way before, and it both excited and scared him.
Jimin, exhausted from the events of the day, had already succumbed to sleep. His breathing was steady, and his face looked peaceful as he lay on the pillow. Jungkook couldn't help but admire his friend's serene expression, feeling a sense of warmth and contentment wash over him.
He gently reached out, brushing a strand of hair away from Jimin's face, his touch light and delicate. A small smile played on Jungkook's lips as he watched Jimin sleep, grateful for their friendship and the bond they shared.
As the night progressed, Jungkook found himself lost in his own thoughts. He couldn't deny the growing feelings he had for Jimin, but he also didn't want to jeopardize their friendship. He knew that crossing that line could change everything between them.
With a sigh, Jungkook shifted slightly on the bed, trying to find a comfortable position. He couldn't shake off the feeling of restlessness that was gnawing at him. Thoughts of what could be danced through his mind, but he knew he had to tread carefully.
As the hours ticked by, Jungkook's mind finally began to quiet down. He found solace in the rhythmic sound of Jimin's breathing, feeling a sense of peace settle over him. He realized that being there for Jimin, even in this simple act of providing a safe space to sleep, was enough for now.
And so, in the quiet darkness of the room, Jungkook closed his eyes, allowing sleep to claim him as well. As he drifted off, his hand instinctively found its way to Jimin's, their fingers intertwining gently.